Ronald squatted down and put his face close to the ground, as if he could smell the breath of wind and feel its pulse from every inch of the land. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, let his mind completely calm down, and connected with the world around him.

A silent conversation was going on.

The sound of wind, heartbeat, and even the gurgling sound of melting glacier water in the distance became extremely clear. He began to use his mind to perceive the flow of the wind. It was a subtle and delicate change, like a stream of water converging into a river, and like the wind.

It started at the end of Qingping.

Finally, Ronald captured a stream of air rising slowly from the bottom of the mountain. It was warm and powerful, as if it were a road to the sky specially paved by nature for the brave.

He quickly adjusted the posture of the hang glider so that the wide wing surface was fully unfolded, like a giant bird about to spread its wings and fly high, ready to be embraced by the wind.

"Now!" He opened his eyes suddenly, grasped the control stick of the hang glider with both hands, leaned forward slightly, kicked his legs hard, and rushed out of the ice like an arrow, heading towards the unknown

Gliding away high in the sky.

At that moment, he seemed to have truly transformed into a feather in the wind, light and free, dancing with the wind and swimming with the clouds. He was no longer bound by the constraints of gravity, but followed the surge of airflow and moved with a force.

Sprint towards the top of the mountain at an unprecedented speed.

The surrounding scenes passed by quickly like a movie scene, but Ronald's heart was extremely calm. He calmly looked down at the mountains and land at his feet. Those obstacles that once seemed insurmountable had become so small at this moment.

He seemed to have entered a wonderful realm, where time, space, and even himself became blurry and distant. Using the wind as his wings, he headed towards the unreachable crater ice cap.

He no longer needs to pedal hard, and he no longer needs to worry about the ice, snow or rocks under his feet. He only needs to adjust the angle and posture of the hang glider according to the rhythm of the wind, and let this natural force become the driving force for his progress. Crater

The outline of the ice sheet gradually became clearer.

At this moment, he noticed that the competitors behind him were also following his example and began to use hang gliders and updrafts to accelerate the climb. However, Ronald knew that they were already too late because he had already found the wind.

The secret is to master the essence of wind control.

…

At the same time, in a helicopter five or six hundred meters away, after seeing many people trying to break the rules and taking advantage of the wind to climb, the supervisor of this qualifier nodded with satisfaction: "In the last round of screening, I didn't expect it.

We found a few good seedlings with good bloodlines."

In fact, the reason why this speed climbing competition was given such a short time, exceeding the limits of most professional mountaineers, and adding the factor of gliding, was precisely to test everyone's ability to innovatively explore this shortcut.

In addition to genuine top-level mountaineering elites, or reliable and conventional methods to complete the competition, hybrids with some flying talents inherited from the dragon family, especially those with a high concentration of wind blood, also provide another better choice.

There is no doubt that climbing freely with the help of updrafts like a falcon is not a skill that everyone can learn. If those with insufficient skills try rashly, they will only be blown away by the chaotic mountain wind, lose control, and even fall.

The fate of being shattered to pieces.

…

Under the light of the stars and the moon, Ronald Tang successfully climbed to the top of the South Sisters volcano and stood on the edge of the crater first.

In front, the Teardrop Pool lies quietly in the middle of the crater. Under the caress of the moonlight, the blue lake is filled with mist, as deep as sapphire, and a thin layer of floating ice glows with silver.

, adding a bit of mystery and tranquility.

After most volcanoes erupt, the lava quickly solidifies on the surface of the caldera, sealing the magma at the lower end. South Sisters Volcano is no exception. There are only eight real magma lakes on the earth. Under normal circumstances, there are only

It's just standing water.

Walking to the Teardrop Pool, Ronald discovered that under the thin ice on the lake, the light of gold coins could be faintly seen.

He approached cautiously and gently tapped the ice with his hiking pole. A valuable gold coin revealed its outline. The ice floe shattered under the force and was scooped up before it sank to the bottom of the water.

came out.

"It seems that this qualifying round is not as difficult as imagined!" Looking back to confirm that no second person has entered the crater, Ronald couldn't help but said to himself: "If I glide back quickly, it shouldn't be

As for being attacked by those following you!"

At the same time, he also suddenly realized that according to the rules set by the organizer, he seemed to be able to throw stones at those contestants who were still climbing. After all, it only said that they were not allowed to attack each other during the climbing stage. There was no limit to the leader who had already entered the gliding stage.

By.

Having said that, when Ronald put the gold coins in his pocket, trotted around the lake, planning to change places to take off, and grabbed two obsidian stones on the ground to use as a weapon reserve, he felt a surge of spirit and energy.

The double physical fatigue and weakness suddenly came to my heart.

"Let's rest for two minutes and start again." Ronald thought to himself. He found a relatively flat rock and sat down, allowing his tense muscles to relax for a moment. He drank a full pot of hot water to dissipate the tension.

The chill accumulated during mountain climbing and paragliding.

The night wind blew gently, carrying the unique smell of sulfur from the volcano and the cold air from the glaciers. The surrounding scenery looked both peaceful and magnificent under the moonlight, and the waves of the Teardrop Pool swayed gently in the breeze.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! While finalizing the take-off point for going down the mountain, Ronald also carefully checked every part of the hang glider to ensure that it would be flawless during the next glide, and casually said

Asked: "How much time is left until the deadline of 20:00?"

"Well, let me see..." The old immortal's voice sounded from the earphones, but he did not answer normally, but counted down: "10, 9, 8, 7, 6..."

"Impossible, it's obviously not time yet!" Ronald Tang jumped up in excitement and almost slipped on the snow. Just as he was about to ask the other party why he was joking, suddenly, he came from nearby

In the scene reflected on the lake, I saw a string of bright meteors flying past.

This is the trajectory of thousands of sword lights cutting through the sky and passing over this place. Each one contains a majestic momentum that shakes the heavens and the earth. They are not scattered randomly, but gather in an indescribable rhythm.

It's like a network of colorful stars intertwining, covering the entire area of ​​the Three Sisters volcanoes.

Among the seven-colored sword light, the red-gold sword energy is particularly eye-catching. It is as hot as lava and pours down slowly. Although it is emitted from a very far distance, it gives people a sense of close oppression, unlike ordinary swords.

The light is so sharp and rapid, but it has a kind of calmness and weight.

Every move of the sword energy seems to go against common sense. It should be as fast as lightning, but it seems to be extremely slow. It is this slowness that makes people feel unprecedented threat and heaviness, and they can't escape even if they hide to the ends of the earth.

Locked edge.

"This... what a profound cultivation! What an extraordinary sword intent!"

Ronald was shocked. As a beginner on the path of spiritual practice, he quickly realized that it was not some celestial phenomenon, but someone using extraordinary and holy swordsmanship to cross thousands of mountains and rivers to attack here.

Although I don’t know why the other party came, who he is, and how the countdown of the “Old Immortal” corresponds to the moment when the sword light from the sky falls like a shower of stars, but the power displayed by this sword energy alone is enough to imagine its owner.

of otherworldliness.

He quickly adjusted his mentality and realized that although he was a bystander at the moment and was not the target of this super master, he could not take it lightly. He must find a safe place to avoid the coming disaster to avoid being affected.
Chapter completed!